Anthology Forest… The Lesson 31 Jul 202120 Jul 2021 There used to be an old Oak tree out back. Life drained from it, it stood strong and sturdy. As a child I worshipped its towering stature and marveled its…
Featured Poet Summer/Fall Featured Poet Alicia Hayden 30 Jul 2021 Tiny Seed’s Seasonal Celebration of Inspiring Poets! With each new season, Tiny Seed will highlight a poet who transcends the power of the word and intertwines their craft by honoring…
Anthology Forest Dear Monstera 30 Jul 202120 Jul 2021 It is your looking into my face ... That calms my spirits; is it your grace? How does your eye upon your leaf, Instill in me that sense of relief?…
Anthology Forest Sylvan Bliss 29 Jul 202121 Jun 2021 Sylvan Bliss Passage to a primeval reality Offering freshen and vitality To the world worn mind Wisdom and balm to those inclined Rambling in the kingdom sylvan Freedom and connections…
Anthology Forest Forest Bathing 28 Jul 202126 Jul 2021 Eyes, brain, nerves, frazzled from staring at black squares on a blue flickering screen for the past 9 months. Barren. The forest, not far, calls to me: Come. Bathe in…
Anthology Forest In Deed 27 Jul 202126 Jul 2021 My initials, name, and payment prove I own it, this steep hill thick with laurel, pine, and logs. Covenants say I may float a dock, let it stretch in murky,…
Anthology Forest Owl in the Rain 26 Jul 202112 Jul 2021 Someday I hope to be as soft and silent as this sleeping owl on its red branch. My dreams of sharp nights and claws surrounded by green leaves. Poem and…
Anthology Forest Boxwood 25 Jul 202122 Jul 2021 We had come by the boxwood too often in November for me to think it was coincidence, my father’s reluctance to move forward on the trail and eagerness to stand…
Anthology Forest Cedar Hill 24 Jul 202121 Jul 2021 Poem by Marianne Mersereau. Marianne Mersereau is a poet, mystic and tree-hugger who grew up in the forested hills of Appalachia. She currently resides among the mist-covered evergreens of…
Anthology Forest Tree 23 Jul 202120 Jul 2021 On this day you are one and the same that poet who won’t change his life and thinks he can change another’s who grinds away at the trunk of a…
Anthology Forest Of the Living Silence 22 Jul 202119 Jul 2021 Evening comes with chattering squirrels, a cardinal turned black at dusk, his voice a sharp crimson note in my dim forest. Foraging armadillos are abroad in leaf litter. Snuffling. High-pitched…
Anthology Forest Dark River 21 Jul 202119 Jul 2021 Balsam firs tower above. Shaded below, the stream pours over boulders, rocks, downed logs and pebbles. My poor toes—wading barefoot, gingerly, cringing, ouch! oooh! ow! I wish for the callused…
Anthology Forest Some Trees Keep Their Leaves in Winter 20 Jul 202119 Jul 2021 So far, we have only theories for why some dead, paper-thin leaves cling to branches long after all their chlorophyll is gone Pale and dry as old coffee filters I…
Anthology Forest Silvered Trees 19 Jul 20215 Jul 2021 Poem by Duane L. Herrmann Duane L. Herrmann, internationally published, award-winning poet and historian, has seven collections of poetry and a sci fi novel: Escape from Earth. His poetry has…
Anthology Forest Forest Dawn 18 Jul 20215 Jul 2021 In the soft light of the winter start, down the frost covered and weary trail, my eyes glimpse striking shadows and forms, with final autumn breathes they stretch, tall and…
Anthology Forest… The Relativity of Noise 17 Jul 20215 Jul 2021 Speaking as a tree that fell in the forest with no one there to hear, acknowledge, or record the sound made as my trunk split, inexplicably, splintered, and finally crashed,…
Anthology Forest On Storied Wood 16 Jul 202119 Jun 2021 On Storied Wood -for Ivy Shuman I never knew that every tree holds the fire of its dying that it lifts its leaves its branches like arms and hands in…
Anthology Forest Goodwife’s Prayer, Autumn 1653 15 Jul 202119 Jun 2021 Goodwife’s Prayer, Autumn 1653 Do I call after you, Lord, through the dark hallways of leaves, this black forest, in air so full and heavy it pulls against one’s journey?…
Anthology Forest Explorers Circa 1982 14 Jul 202113 Jun 2021 EXPLORERS CIRCA 1982 You have little memory of that year, our last under the same roof. We lived near the wild– a creek streaming through, tributary of the Mascoma River.…
Anthology Forest Honey Locust 13 Jul 202113 Jun 2021 HONEY LOCUST subdued splendor of the evening gardens green silk of dew-lit grasses cicadas in the leaves of night the sky unfolding its skein of stars Previously published in Earthtones…
Anthology Forest Subterranean Wonder 12 Jul 202111 Jun 2021 Subterranean Wonder A fungus that we see is generally the fruiting body of a much more expansive organism, its thread-like mycelium extending across up to thousands of acres underground, potentially…
Anthology Forest Kaiser Ridge 11 Jul 202111 Jun 2021 KAISER RIDGE Paiute legend describes The wooded mountain-range And stone peaks As a reclining woman From whose breasts Issue forth life-giving forces In streams and tributaries. Old Placer-miners spoke Of…
Anthology Forest Ash Keys 10 Jul 20213 Jul 2021 Ash Keys Don’t mistake the Ash With his hundreds of dense bunches Of single-winged rusty-brown keys Rattling in the sideways rain For a medieval jailer Holding keys to Life draining…
Anthology Forest Forest Bathing 9 Jul 202111 Jun 2021 forest bathing gnarled roots anchor heaven bound towering trees ancient souls where creatures dwell singing serene euphonies rough brown bark worn with age furrowed and scarred softly kissed by plump…
Anthology Forest High Forest Perch 8 Jul 202111 Jun 2021 High Forest Perch We paddle toward Buzzard Island so densely forested with bright red bottlebrush, fan palms, and cedars under a bright blue Florida sky, and high atop a stark…
Anthology Forest Forest Dance 7 Jul 20218 Jun 2021 Forest Dance Bare feet thump moist earth in this sprightly dance through enchanted wood. Twirling over the spongy blanket of emerald moss. Arms outstretched to graze fingers, like the soaring…
Anthology Forest Dreams of the Search 6 Jul 20219 Jun 2021 Dreams of the Search i. In this place the trails cross without beginning. It is where the night fell before it could be found and questioned. Since, the wilderness has…
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